The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-07-17

Wnao motive, dear husband. could there
she ieo' oSAeu
Ihat l cannot imagine-but Won are
wonderfully like the portrait Of Lady
.Am II Oh, am Irn cried Nora. eagerly
yes; and l often think Mag could tell
much if she would"
Those papers, Arthur
of Duvanee'sW
'sYes.n
ARE still in my possession. cannot
mink them of much Importance, and so will
return" Dii''A !
But might they not settle the question
OF my birthP' asted Nora.
= hardly think so. I only think Duvanee
or Judy saw the striking resemblance be-
tween yourself and the late Lady Dudly,
anu tearing that Lord Dudly might marry
aga--l, and SO cut him off from the inheri-
lance, sought to marry you and palm YOU
Arthur. f-0- ''i'
Sand motherYn
Il thlnk Mag could solve the mystery if
she would" answered Arthur. 'FBut, nv
dear, thss small chair and locket around
your neckl Is it a precious talisman, that
you always wear itY'
Mother gave it 70 me just before 1 left
her; but must not open it vet"
50 saying, Nora showed her husband the
iocket, but forbade him 70 open it.
Slr Arthur examined it carefully.
IN. D.-strangel Nora : udly'-the
name of Lady Dudly,n said he, thoughtful.
y and your name is Nora"
Yes, dearestl Lord Dudly asked thai il
should be so on the day of his departure
| from our home"
1T may have been gift then for your
| na-ne," replied Sir Arthur: but notwith
standing this apparently plausible excuse
Tor Mays possession of the lccket he pom
dered deeply on the subiect-he knew il
Nora was Lord Dudly's child Mag alone
could tell it, but there was no use to try tc
| force her.
But Arthur resolved to write and tel
ItLord Dudly of his suspicion as soon as he
| could afford the time.
How much longer shall we remain in this
/ dear, delightful New York, dear?" asked
nora, her lace beaming with the happiness
with which her heart was OVERLOOKING
| mot much longer, darling, am afraid
| My parents expect me home on Christmas
| and have more to show you of this world
| which you think so beautiful before pre-
| sent my mother with her sweet daughter :
replied Sir Arthur, playfully.
And thenl oh, then! dear husband.
shall have the sweet gentle lady l have al
ways longed to call mother" cried Nora
rapturously.
eyes, darlingl She will love you tender.
ly, I am sure!n replied the proud young hus
band, clasping her lovingly in his arms
while Nora laid her golden head upon his
breast devouring every dear feature with
| her sweet eyes.
Aye, loversl enjoy the happy present, but
| the future with its heartaches is yet tC
come
Sweet Nora was too innocent and toe
| trIlstful to think that her beloved's parents
would scorn her on account of her lowly
birth.
AS yet she knew no difference in rank OF
blood-she had only been waited to the en-
chanted land she had longed for in hel
| dreams, and she expected to find all the rest
like fairy bower.
Her American blood and training knew
no difference in rank as yet, and she was de
hghtfully happy, her pure brow unwrinkled
by single care.
Not so her husband He felt that he loved
this angelic creature better than all else be
| side-but he feared and dreaded the conse
quences of the step he had taken, but he
breathed not a suspicion of what he felt tC
Nora